Sick. Still sick.

It’s migrated from my throat to my ears and head now.

And it’s really really hard talking to patients and their families when you have no voice.

Pity me? Send me lemon tea and chocolate to make me feel better?

And Ellie, I just heard. I didn’t get the rotation in Kenya, so I won’t be within a thousand miles of you next January. Chris didn’t get it either, so we’re thinking about arranging something together, so hopefully, we can still somehow meet. (I still want a picture).

Becks, you are having way too much fun with match.com. Save me some of the action! Fill me in with your favorites, k? Hopefully, I’ll be back to my chipper self soon.

*crawls back into bed*